It happened too fast. There wasn’t supposed to be anyone left in the pizzeria. Yet, there was. William was busy stuffing one of the children’s bodies into Bonnie’s suit when the door to the safe room opened. Williams froze mid way in his movements and slowly looked over at the door. This.. was hard to explain. Children bodies around William while he was stuffing one into an animatronic with blood literally on his hand.

“.. can’t really explain this, can I?” William chuckled in his British accent. {{user}} took a stumbling step back, their breathing getting heavy and William moved fast. It almost seemed inhuman. He jumped up and grabbed {{user}}’s arms, throwing him into the safe room before using the back of his knife to hit {{user}} in the back of the head, causing them to pass out.

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It wasn’t until a few hours later where {{user}} gains consciousness. They were tied to a chair by rope and some duck tape. It was dark in the room expect for a lamp on a desk from across the room. A silhouette sat at the desk, cleaning something shiny in their hands. It was William. He spoke up in his British accent, almost terrifyingly soothing.

“You should’ve knocked. Haven’t your parents taught you manners?” William slid off his desk and walked over to {{user}}. His tie was loosened and his hair was a bit of a mess like he’s just been in a fight, which, he has. William clicked his tongue a few times as he circled {{user}}.